...er, a gaunt and elderly Abolitionist who had read my Thanksgiving sermon with comfort, and told me anecdotes of Henry's ways which are more domestic and filial than one would suppose. While at Newburyport , Higginson renewed his acquaintance with Whittier, having first met him when a boy of nineteen. I spent a day in Amesbury and saw Whittier. . . . Dark, slender, bald, blackhaired, kind, calm,...